Delinquent

Chapter 2

Author Pov

"Whoever loses at rock- paper-scissors will go to the gas station!" Mikey grinned.

"I knew it" Everyone said out loud. 

Y/n Pov

"It's so freaking hot" I mumbled to myself as I walked through the empty road with my brother's 'sTrEeT hAwKs~'

"How the fuck did I get myself into this?- I was riding to the beach with kazu and now I'm walking alone on street to god knows where... On yeah... gas station.." I cursed Mikey for being such a monon.

"I'm sure Draken and Kazutora are drooling over girls who wore bikini. I'm telling Emma about this... FUCK!! Where is the gas station?!"

Suddenly I heard roars of several bikes from behind me.

"What is this?" uff.. It's that ugly biker gang again...

"It's the 'princess' from that manji gang..."

"She's outta gas? How lame can u be?"

"You're all alone?"

I scoffed at them and sweat dropped... Not even my teacher asks this many questions...

"Remember when we said we were going to torch you the next time we see ya?..."

"Actually no... I avoid useless talks..."

Mikey Pov

I was away from the group trying to find Y/n. She was alone in an unknown area. I was worried for her. She's not weak but still.

I was wondering around when I heard the sounds of someone getting beaten. I looked and saw my black and red street hawks. But what made me shocked was something else. Y/n was held by her waist by a guy while a blonde guy was holding a bat infront of my bike. 

"Let go of me as bastards!" She threw her legs up and hit the guy at the back from the front, getting out of his grip and getting in front of my bike just in time when that Blondie was about to break it. She took the hit from the bat at her back. But she stayed still. She was strong. Both mentally and physically.

"You're shittin' me."

"Lay one dirty finger on my brother's precious ride and you're dead.

"That moped is that important to ya?"

She turned around, facing the gang while still protecting the bike behind her back.

I stepped forward and fake smiled.

Y/n Pov

"Mikey?" I mumbled.

"Hey, I forgot my swin trunks..."

I scoffed. And here I thought he came for me. He came and stood infront of me and beside the bike. Suddenly he kicked his bike so hard it flew off. I widen my eyes hard. I felt like they were about to pop out.

"What?! You kicked your precious Street Hawks?! All of this was for nothing?! The fucking shit?!" I pointed  at the scratch I got while getting beaten by them.

"Hey, assholes, You've got some nerves hurtin' what's important to me..." He glanced at the gang.

"You're the one who wrecked your own mo-" before he could finish, Mikey did his iconic kick which I love a lot.

"Y/n you okay? I didn't think you'd end up getting hurt over that dumb thing..."

I felt my heart warm up to his words... So he was talking about me... I couldn't just stop myself from smiling...